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The young man said to himself: "I'm from Jingzhou, and I live in what you call a desperate center. It's beautiful but boring. I want to go out, but the high priest forbids me. I want to live with the girl I like. He Not allowed. In a fit of anger, I stole the holy object, which gave me infinite power and immortal life, it is generous, but I am not entitled to enjoy its generosity."

The sarcoma on his face is shrinking, and his face has returned to its original appearance. His skin is a little darker, and his appearance is not bad.

Several twigs sprouted from his back, and the twigs spread their leaves, grew, and became thicker.The young man didn't seem to feel any pain, and smiled and said, "You belong to the same sect as the people who came before. I was still rational at that time. I took the villagers away to share my pain. They are bigger than I imagined." Fragile, I couldn't bear it at all, just when you came, I hid."

"The third time... Did I go crazy? I don't remember anything." The young man looked disappointed, "This is God's punishment for me."

Small wooden sword?Small wooden sword?Zhang Qingyang called for the wooden sword sword consciousness in his heart, but it didn't respond.

He said: "I'm going to die, but that's okay, I hope God can forgive me for the sin of murder. The only thing I can't worry about is my favorite girl, her name is Gumi, I hope she will not be implicated because of me I was burned to death by the priest. If you have the ability to set foot on Jingzhou's desperate situation in the future, please tear off one of my bones and give it to her, begging her to forgive me."

Small wooden sword!Small wooden sword!stop!

The wooden sword and sword consciousness gave him a response, which was different from the previous hazy and vague messages. Its response was clear and organized: "What grows out does not belong to me anymore, and I can't stop."

"Come on."

The young man's body was fully supported by the tree, and he still had a smile on his face: "Get up quickly, or my bones will be broken to pieces."

A twig sprouted from his throat, and he could no longer speak, and his eyes gradually flooded black with sorrow.

Zhang Qingyang closed his eyes, he could still hear the sound of the tree devouring the young man, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

He is guilty, he deserves to die, and now he deserves it, why should I cry?

But I just feel sad.

Heartbroken and powerless.

The terrifying clicking sound finally stopped, and Zhang Qingyang felt something delicate and soft falling down.

It's the hair of a young man.

Zhang Qingyang coughed violently, coughed up a few mouthfuls of black blood, and the choked air in his chest was immediately unblocked. He gathered some strength, and the aura burst out from his fingertips, and the aura melted into threads, just like when he picked roses with a sharpened wicker back then. The roots gather together.

The same goes for hair, right?Zhang Qingyang thought, don't blame me.

He lay down in a daze for a while, and then opened his eyes, he was already under a tree.

The big tree does not take root to the earth, but attaches its roots to the surface, and the roots are intertwined like a huge spider web.

"Are you awake?" The leaves of the tree rustled, imitating a human voice: "I am the wooden sword sense."

Zhang Qingyang sat up and stared blankly at the big tree with dense branches and scattered white flowers. It took him a long time before he said, "Have you become stronger?"

"Yes." Sword Consciousness seemed to sigh, "That thing in my body has been continuously spreading the vitality of life. With it, I can continue to grow without the need for the earth, and my spiritual consciousness will continue to grow stronger."

"What it is?"

"How do I know!" Jian Shi said angrily, Zhang Qingyang heard too much, why did Jian Shi's voice sound a bit like Chun Guanlan?Ask: "Do you remember Chun Guanlan?"

"Why don't you remember?" Jian Shi snorted, "When he first got me, he cried for half an hour and left me in the corner to grow mushrooms. Later, he recognized who I was and confessed me as a treasure Cut!" The tone was full of resentment that "men are big pigs".

Zhang Qingyang didn't know what to say.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Move me back soon."

"move……?"

"Moving back to Chonglingzong, idiot! Don't you have the plain silver bracelet that Chun Guanlan gave you? Put me in it and bring me back to the sect, do you understand me now!"

The ancient plain silver bracelet can really hold such a big tree.

Zhang Qingyang lost his wooden sword, so he had to use an ordinary flying sword instead. The speed of returning to the sect was much slower, and it took more than ten days of effort.

Back to Qifeng, Qifeng is already a winter scene covered in silver.

"My consciousness is parasitic on the tree itself, and I cannot escape by myself. If you can cut off the branches from the tree, I will have a way to transfer from the trunk to the branches."

"Is it bad to be in a tree?"

"What's so good!" Jian Shi has a bad temper and roared at every turn, "If I feel good, I will want to get out of the tree trunk? It's not like you don't know how terrifying that ghost thing is, of course I want to get away from it as far as possible The better!"

Zhang Qingyang thought about it, and felt that something was wrong: "Consciousness will also be cracked?"

Sword consciousness quieted down.

"I don't know..." Jianshi said without confidence, "I just feel that it is very dangerous. I don't grow very slowly. It's not normal for this thing to grow very fast. If things go wrong, there must be demons, of course. It's better to leave early."

Zhang Qingyang nodded, pulled out his sword and struck a branch, "Boom", the sword broke.

"You idiot!" Jian Zhi roared again, "Is this wood so easy to cut?! Please be smarter! I can only cut with the Dao Heart Blade, and ordinary sharp weapons can't hurt at all! "

"Dao Xin Hua Jian?" Zhang Qingyang listened freshly, "What is that? How to practice?"

Jianzhi fell silent.

... Zhang Qingyang withdrew from the world of ancient bracelets and walked towards the cave of the elder sister.

The elder sister's daily behavior is weird, Fengli granted her permission that she does not have to go out to kill demons every month, so she spends most of her time in the cave doing what she wants to do.

A lot of nonsense.

She saw Zhang Qingyang from a distance, stomped her feet and flew over with a smirk: "You are here, little brother, the flowers I planted are blooming! They bloom beautifully! Come and see!"

Zhang Qingyang had good eyesight, and when he glanced at the entrance of the cave, there were no flowers, maybe it was just a few new leaves of spirit grass gathered together, which looked like a flower.

"Elder Sister, what is Dao Heart Transformation Blade?" He asked bluntly.

The big sister's joyful smile suddenly became serious, she bit her finger and thought for a long time: "The Dao heart turns into a blade, it is usually a kind of interrogation method for those with high cultivation to torture those with low cultivation. When used as a weapon, it directly hurts the cultivation base of the Dao Heart. However, turning the Dao Heart into a blade is a last resort in an extreme crisis, and requires the caster to be extremely firm in Dao Heart, otherwise it will hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damage eight hundred ,not worth it."

"Do you know how to practice?"

"I haven't practiced before, but I know Master Feng has practiced, and it's amazing!" The smile returned to her face, "Come on, come on, I've brewed sherry wine, and it will be opened today!"

After being dragged and fed with sour wine, Zhang Qingyang supported the cliff and went down the mountain.

"It's really hard to drink." Zhang Qingyang's stomach was already empty, but he still felt sour in his internal organs and wanted to vomit.

Jianzhi suddenly said: "That big sister, I seem to have a little impression."

"Well."

"She wasn't crazy before, but she seemed to be interrogated later, and then she went crazy." Jian Shi was a little confused, "I still remember that when the news came that the elder sister was crazy, the surname Chun hugged me and cried."

The peak master is crying?Zhang Qingyang was a little surprised, and Jian Shi continued to say, "My wood's supernatural power is 'seeing my own self'. I visited her just now, and her Dao Heart is damaged, and it seems that she was hurt by the Dao Heart Transformation Blade."

……

Zhang Qingyang stood up and continued walking down.

He knew that the elder sister's matter would not be that simple.

Unrepentant third-tier disciples, Xiaolian, Chengying, and Hanguang.A disciple of Chengying is equivalent to a second-level candidate who has no regrets for Tianjiao. Who would dare to hurt a promising candidate for Tianjiao?Or "interrogation"?

Zhang Qingyang didn't want to think about the truth here, he didn't have the ability to touch it yet.

First go to Ronghai Tower to find the Taoism that turns the heart into a blade.

The Ronghai Building on Zhengjun Peak is named Ronghai, which accommodates families and all rivers.The building is 72 stories high and has a huge collection of books.The disciples outside Zhengjun Peak would come to Ronghai Tower if they couldn't find satisfactory exercises in this peak.

Legend has it that the Tianjiao of Zhengjun Peak is rising to the north, and it is on the third floor of No. 70 of Ronghai Building.As for where the third floor of No.70 is, few people know.

The road to Ronghai Tower is not as tricky as Baoqian Pavilion, it is open and open.Zhang Qingyang walked to the door of Ronghai Building, and a piece of paper came flying over: "Hello! What book are you looking for?"

"The method of turning the heart into a blade."

"Okay, come with me!" The piece of paper flew in, turned left and right, and came to a bookshelf, "The third floor from the top is the Bayeux."

The beige leaves are light yellow in color, strung together one by one, quite like bamboo slips, and the characters are written in cinnabar, bright red.

"You can't take the real thing away. The scriptures written by Bayeux are very precious. You can either write them down here, or spend money to copy a scripture, but you are not allowed to show it to others, otherwise you will lose it in the future." You can't enter Ronghai Building!"

Zhang Qingyang thought for a while: "I'll spend the money."

So one-third of his tens of thousands of spirit stones disappeared at once.The paper man smiled: "I said that the Bayeux scriptures are very precious, so the money for copying will also be very expensive. Welcome to visit next time!"

Come to you big head ghost.

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